David Gordon

by Amber Koneval The first question I always get when I tell people that I am a poet is “What is your poetry about?” For the most part it seems like they are waiting for me to give them some sort of genre, as if poets must be limited to only writing about love or social justice issues or nature. A lot of potential poets think this way too. I did, once upon a … [Read more...] about Talking to Myself.

by Teresa Milbrodt Who I'm pretty sure lives in the thicket behind my apartment, because if you were Bigfoot it's where you'd go to avoid the photographers and biographers and economic crisis since everyone is trying to make a buck and you could end up on the cover of the National Enquirer (again) and a dissecting table in the same week.  When you're … [Read more...] about Larissa Meets Bigfoot.

ORDIALOGUES WITH GOD, BOOKS AND OTHER SUPPOSEDLY NON-VERBAL ENTITIESOR UPPERCASE CAPTIONS FOR THE MOVIE OF MY LIFEby Alena Deerwater    Reading Jeanette Winterson's memoir, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? while drinking a purple smoothie. Yes, purple. Blueberries, romaine, pear and a splash of lemon.    Powerful writing.    … [Read more...] about Ethereal Subtitles.

by Mira AllenI’d been too busy eyeing the mounds of mysterious food being sold beneath my window to notice her initially. Boarding passengers were exchanging piles of riel for piles of meat and fruit and bread and rice. At that moment, all I really wanted to do was tear ravenously into a huge ball of sticky rice and a mountain of the spiciest snack they had. I, along with … [Read more...] about Getting Lost.

by Diane MierzwikThese are some of the notes I collected during the 2011-2012 teaching year in a public school.“I have to sit in front of a boy who fills the seat like an absurd grizzly bear pawing my pink backpack when I’m sharpening my pencil and hope you, the teacher, can help me.”“I have to send my child to the public schools filled with preying … [Read more...] about What They’re Really Saying.